Amanda’s Spiral Into Depravity.

My name is Amanda and I was 13 when this happened. Before it happened, I was a happy girl, full of life. I had loving parents and lots of friends. No boyfriends, but I wasn’t really interested in boys back then. Sundays, I would go to Granddad’s house and we’d walk his dog, Bruno, going in the woods behind Granddad’s house. I was a good student and vice-captain of the netball team. I played tennis and liked swimming.

Then one of my Dad’s friends raped me.

His name was Mr Beckford and he played golf with Dad and also came to the house sometimes to play poker when it was Dad’s turn to host the weekly poker game. So I’d seen Mr Beckford at the house a few times but I don’t think I’d ever spoken to him. I mostly stayed in my room when Dad had his friends over. One afternoon, I was walking home from school with my friend, Lisa, when Mr Beckford pulled up next to us in his car and offered to give us a ride home. I figured it was cool, because Mr Beckford was a friend of my Dad’s. We dropped Lisa off first but then, instead of taking me home, Mr Beckford drove up to Potter’s Wood. I didn’t know what was going on, but I was kinda scared. Mr Beckford was a big man and he made me get out of the car and he took me into the woods. He told me to take all my clothes off. I didn’t want to, but Mr Beckford threatened to tie me to a tree and leave me there to get eaten by wolves or bears. I was too dumb to know there weren’t any wolves or bears in Potter’s Wood, so I reluctantly undressed for Mr Beckford. He said I was a dirty slut cunt and all sorts of bad things I didn’t understand back then. He pulled down his jeans and pants and made me suck his cock. Then he bent me over a big fallen tree trunk and fucked me. It was the most painful thing ever. He forced his big cock into my tight little pussy, taking my virginity. I was screaming but Mr Beckford didn’t care. We were deep in the woods and no-one could hear me. When he was done raping me, he beat my bare bottom with his belt and peed in my mouth. Then he told me to get dressed, only I wasn’t allowed to put my panties back on. He said he was keeping them as a souvenir. He drove me home and dropped me off at the corner, and told me not to tell anyone or else he’d come to my house with his dogs and watch them rape my ass. I went home and had a shower and cried myself to sleep. I never told my parents about Mr Beckford raping me.

A month later. I found out that I was pregnant. I knew it was Mr Beckford’s baby, because he was the only man who fucked me. My parents went mental when I told them I was pregnant. I didn’t tell them about Mr Beckford raping me, because I was scared of Mr Beckford getting his dogs to fuck me. I told my parents it was a boy I met at a party. My Mum was sympathetic, but my Dad said I was a slut and a whore and all sorts of nasty things.